When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me, I get butterflies, I hear lullabies, it's hard to explain… — Christina Aguilera Copy Share Image
For a few brief days the orchards are white with blossoms. They soon turn to fruit, or else float away, useless and… — Theodore L. Cuyler Copy Share Image
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite, Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;) And go along with you ere… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“The pale whiteness of her upturned face as she choked on the smoke; the tangled length of her hair as she tried… — Ryūnosuke Akutagawa Copy Share Image
“She gazed out at the seductive vista. The countryside was dressed in its prettiest May garb- everything budding or blooming or bursting… — Paula Brackston Copy Share Image
“Who" The month of flowering’s finished. The fruit’s in, Eaten or rotten. I am all mouth. October’s the month for storage. The… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“As I was a stranger in Olondria, I knew nothing of the splendour of its coasts, nor of Bain, the Harbour City,… — Sofia Samatar Copy Share Image
In my mind, I gave the woman gifts. I gave her a candle stub. I gave her a box of wooden kitchen… — Lewis Nordan Copy Share Image
“Feel no regret for roses, autumn too has its delights...How could she say that? Didn't she see that for us there could… — Raphael Carter Copy Share Image
You are nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom. The shore is safer, but I love to buffet the sea… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
For the short-lived bloom and contracted span of brief and wretched life is fast fleeting away! While we are drinking and calling… — Juvenal Copy Share Image
Christianity sees plants and flowers as created by God to show forth and share with humans the divine goodness, beauty and truth… — John Stokes Copy Share Image
“History that is presented only as ink-embalmed data is as a flower pressed in a book. Although the dry petals still hold… — Rex Alan Smith Copy Share Image
Usually, when people think of marquetry, they think of Dutch 17th-century furniture with inlaid flowers and jugs. Our goal is to break… — David Linley Copy Share Image
“Try the Color Me Coral." Turning, he cast an expert eye over Sylvie. "For you, definitely a rose. Two swipes of Bloomin'… — Lucy Parker Copy Share Image
Last week, when I went early into my garden, a rose-breasted grosbeak was sitting on the fence. Oh, he was beautiful as… — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of beauty; there is a beauty which God gives at birth, and which withers as a flower. And… — Abraham Kuyper Copy Share Image
“There are blue diamonds born to the world and given to those who only want glass crystals. There are blue roses born… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
In Christ we see a maturity of love that flowers in self-sacrifice and forgiveness; a maturity of power that never swerves from… — Vincent Nichols Copy Share Image
“It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, where it falls. All purities and all candors meet… — null Copy Share Image
“You asked what the wallpaper was in Mom's old room. It's lilacs." "Ah. It was always flowers, usually roses, when she was… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
Now the autumn shudders In the rose's root. Far and wide the ladders Lean among the fruit. Now the autumn clambers Up… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“She chose her colors carefully. She dressed slowly, she adjusted her petals one by one. She did not wish to present herself… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
A grower of chrysanthemums awaited a visit from the emperor, who was coming to enjoy his blossoms, of which there were hundreds… — John Templeton Copy Share Image
“She smelled sometimes of lemons, sometimes of sage, sometimes of roses, sometimes of bay leaf. At times I would no longer hear… — Jamaica Kincaid Copy Share Image
Plants are decisive to a fault. A stem produces a bud that flowers once and once only. It offers pollen that is… — Hope Jahren Copy Share Image
I think of love and marriage in the same way I do plants: We have perennials and annuals. The perennial plant blooms,… — Glennon Doyle Melton Copy Share Image
“Final Disposition Others divided closets full of mother's things. From the earth, I took her poppies. I wanted those fandango folds of… — Jane Glazer Copy Share Image
Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I hated roses. I hated them for being so trite, so clichéd, a default, all-purpose flower that said I love you, I'm… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The changes that have occurred in poetry have been minor when you look at it over the scale of human time. It's… — Dorianne Laux Copy Share Image
“There is much to be said for cherry blossoms, but they seem so flighty. They are so quick to run off and… — Murasaki Shikibu Copy Share Image
“It's the time you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important...People have forgotten this truth, but you mustn't forget… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
Because its myriad glimmering plumes Like a great army's stir and wave; Because its golden billows blooms, The poor man's barren walks… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
“ A Blessing Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. And the eyes of those… — James Wright Copy Share Image
Had she never been hungry enough to eat a flower? Did she not know that you could eat daisies, daylilies, pansies, and… — Adam Johnson Copy Share Image
“Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
As the rose-tree is composed of the sweetest flowers and the sharpest thorns, as the heavens are sometimes overcast—alternately tempestuous and serene—so… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
Where is truth, forsooth, and who knoweth it? Is Beauty beautiful, or is it only our eyes that make it so? Does… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
“and all the beauty and the blasphemy. Petals, petals, scattering from the stands where only vestals were allowed to sit, having tended… — Sarah Arvio Copy Share Image
